I Am My Highschool Bully's Plaything
“I want you to pair it with the dress and look, make them go crazy.”
“Why are you even doing all of this for me?” I was biting back a smile. Just like that, I was fully clothed in expensive things. I couldn't believe it. In what world would it have ever happened if I didn't meet Ryan again? It's so crazy that up till now, Amanda had still not recognized him and realized that he was my high school bully.
Well, better. She'll say I'm stupid. I am, whatever.
“No one gets to mess with my plaything except me, remember?”